you have lethargy inside your cells

tee. xxiii. xe/xem. queer. dinaahlaance drew my icon. firewithstuff made my header.

[zaatanna-moved]

anyway just a reminder for the myth lovers out there

king arthur was welsh. merlin was welsh. camelot was in wales. the lady and the lake she pops out of; welsh. excalibur; magic inanimate welsh object. etc.

on the way to see family, i drive past a lake that in which is welsh legend, is the last resting place of excalibur.

i’m just saying in my experience a lot of these legends had been so anglo-fied in the past and it’s like, all this cool shit is celtic welsh legend.

[jackironsides]

Arthur’s wife was called Gwenhwyfar first.

[becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys]

Like the kraken I emerge, summoned by the English theft of Arthur

Arthur is a Welsh name. It means ‘bear’. He’s likely derived from a Gaulish bear god

In the form of King Arthur, he is an anti-Saxon mythological WELSH figure, representing the native Brythonic people of Britain against the Anglo-Saxon invaders, dating from the 500s AD

The version appropriated by the English in the 1100s is the shitty boring sanitised version - they did it because they were trying to compete with the romance tradition on the continent at the time but didn’t have anything of their own to romanticise

Merlin is called Myrddin

Percival is Peredur

Kay is Cei, and also was subject to enormous character assassination in the English version - in the Welsh version he’s much closer to Arthur’s right hand man

Guinevere is Gwenhwyfar

There is no Lancelot, no Galahad, no tedious affair story

There is no Camelot. Arthur’s seat was Caerllion - modern Caerleon, putting him into both the region of the Silures (one of the most fearsome and warlike of the British tribes, modern South East Wales) and the old Roman fortress, which would have been an impossibly huge Palace for a warlord at the time.

They all have super powers and get up to wacky hijinks involving hair care, giants, strange giant wildlife, spectral revolving/glass fortresses in the Celtic sea, and a really fucking weird chess match. Also a cloak made out of beards.

What the fuck is the round table

Anyway it’s particularly irritating because traditional Welsh culture and beliefs have been so thoroughly stripped away and destroyed by England over the centuries, and Arthurian legend is one of the few surviving fragments we have left to preserve. And he’s specifically an anti-English figure. So the ubiquity of the boring and appropriative English Arthur across the whole fucking world is… Well, it’s not great.

[may-or-may-not-be-me]

This is so interesting! Does anyone know a good source/reading material where one could get more of the original Welsh versions of the stories?

[becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys]

The Mabinogion, translated by Sioned Davies is your best bet! It’s got a bunch of big-ass Welsh myths in, but most relevantly it includes Culhwch ac Olwen, which is a full-on Arthurian text (plus a couple of interesting ones).

There’s a whole bunch more that’s survived in fragments, but they’re all in Old Welsh - fully readable if you speak Welsh, but obviously not much use if you don’t (I don’t know if you do or not but from context I’m guessing not lol).

[cythraul]

Trioedd Ynys Prydain (literally “the Triads of the Island of Britain”, though in English they’re usually called “the Welsh Triads”) are a huge collection of lists of three things from Welsh lore, including a lot of Arthurian lore. They’re not stories, but they contain fascinating allusions to stories, to whole strains of the Arthurian tradition, that we may or may not have elsewhere.

Keep reading

[becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys]

Absolutely fantastic addition, yes, Rachel Bronwich’s Triads are glorious.

[irreverentfan]

i never thought i’d live past twenty.

i never had plans to kill myself

but i was convinced i would.

even as a kid my body was falling apart,

my brain hated me,

and my heart was broken.

not a day went by

where i didn’t think about my death

and consider different ways

it could happen.

i’m twenty-two now.

i’ve lived past the lifetime i set for myself.

i still consider

how i’d rather not be alive.

but now it’s a lot less common

for me to think about how

that could come true.

i’m not healthy.

i’ll never be healthy.

but in some ways

i’m better than i was.

[punkfistfights]

my heart never shattered

i didn’t experience a sudden sharp crack

that broke it all

no it is more like

my heart grew brittle and fragile

slight jabs would cause it to chip

and everyone was determined

to give it a soft but devastating jab

of their very own

[punkfistfights]

Allow me to introduce Chryseida the Golden, Sir Lavina Brooke, and Princess Samaira of the Forest Elves; they’re OCs from my upcoming story Dragons and Knights and Elves, Oh My! 

i commissioned @linaisbluepancake to draw this and, oh my god, i’m so happy with what she did with it! look how gorgeous they are <3

[punkfistfights]

My OCs 

Niamh Evans, Enraptured

The wasted years, the wasted youth The pretty lies, the ugly truth And the day has come where I have died Only to find, I’ve come alive

[irreverentfan]

Have you ever dreamed

of being

Happy?

Here’s the thing:

Depression isn’t a

game.

It’s not

romantic,

it isn’t

beautiful.

What it is,

is a

battle.

Depression is:

forcing yourself out of bed,

making yourself eat,

taking a goddamn shower.

Things a

child

can do, but you cannot.

You have lethargy

inside your cells

and

bitterness in your

bones.

All you want to do is

sleep

but your heavy eyes

won’t close.

All you want do is

eat

but your pained throat

won’t swallow.

Because you are

a mess.

You are

depressed.

[firewithstuff]

like or reblog

[wodneswynn-deactivated-deactiva]

Yeah sex is great but have you ever looked at common English words and then followed their systematic sound changes back through Old English and Proto-Germanic all the way to their Proto-Indo-European roots, whispered one of those roots out loud, and been overwhelmed by a sense of Lovecraftian insignificance as it dawns on you that you just reached back across scores of centuries and spoke a word older than civilization itself?

[irreverentfan]

Tylwyth Teg Characters 

1. Protagonist 

Sara Collins//Tesni ferch Rianne, Tywysoges Haf

“Ooh, speaking of cute girls, there’s a new one at my school,” Sara began and there the conversation trailed off into her ranting about pretty girls, a not uncommon occurrence. 

[irreverentfan]

“Ooh, speaking of cute girls, there’s a new one at my school,” Sara began and there the conversation trailed off into her ranting about pretty girls, a not uncommon occurrence.

an excerpt of "Twylyth Teg"

[irreverentfan]

It was Sara Collins’s twenty-first birthday and, other than her cats, she was all alone.

the first line of “Tylwyth Teg”, my nanowrimo project